Novel & Cerita Harry Styles Sister

She looked like a high fashion model like the type that should be on the Victoria secret stage, like she should be friends with elite celebrities like Gigi Hadid, Kendall Jenner, Zendaya and other gorgeous women. She held a vape to her lips, sucked on it and blew out the smoky air. “And Zara meet my lovely sister Amber, she is a totally spoilt pain in the ass but you’ll get used to her.” Hunter said. His sister Amber laughed. “Nice to meet you Zara, oh my god why do you look that way! What’s with the smudged mascara and those clothes they make my eyes bleed. You really look like a stray cat but not to worry I’ll clean you up.” Amber said.

“Speak. I’m listening.” “Who’s Harry to you?” Tessa scoffed. “Mr Wentworth, is this about the kids?” “Yes. Do you even know who he is or do you just blindly trust people?” Anger surged within Tessa when he said that. After all, she had trusted him blindly before, only to find that she was not the one he loved. “What is your point, Mr Wentworth?” She spat. “My point is, Harry is Serena’s sister. Do you know that?”

It felt peaceful and at the same time, disturbing. I shook my head to clear it and looked down at the iPhone in my hands. Dad had brought it back with him from Florida — another gift from my soon-to-be sister-in-law, Hayley — as well as super cool outfits I couldn't wait to try. Hayley was a supermodel and an heiress to Brocinsky Industries, a leading fashion and makeup company. How she met and fell in love with my geek of a brother, Charles, is beyond me. All I know is she suddenly took a liking to me — can't say I blame her — and we became sorta besties.

she said, way too brightly. I mustered the courage to look up – only to regret it again. She was tall, ridiculously pretty, and had the kind of honey-blonde hair that probably came with a personal stylist. Soft waves framed her face like she'd walked out of a Ralph Lauren ad, and a pair of delicate pearl studs caught the light as she tilted her head, all innocent curiosity and zero shame. Her eyes--just like Sebastian's--landed on me. And she smiled. "Hi there! I'm Zaria. Sebastian's sister. Sorry for the, uh... dramatic entrance. I'll let you two get back to--whatever this was."

“Harriet, are your dress and accessories ready for the party tonight? Mrs. Wilson asks the moment she noticed that Harriet was standing behind her. “and you also need to visit the salon for a makeover, right?” “Do I need to be part of this charade? Can't you all do something without including me in your troubles, mom? Harriet yells, feeling irritated by the questions posed to her. “Yes, you got to part if this, it's your twin sister we are talking ”Mrs.Wilson roared. “She isn't my sister, okay, she is not my sister ” Harriet flared up

Harry cooed to her. “Did you find her yet?” “Not yet but hey, don’t worry.. She will be back home soon, I promise..” “But when? You have been telling this to me for two hours now.. Where is my baby girl?” She was sobbing and her tears were running freely at this point. “I want her back.. Harry.” She choked between her sobs. “Kathy.. please..” Harry didn’t how to console his sister. “Ashton, I will go back to Crystal’s school and handle it over there. You should be there with Katherine in this situation.”

Shit, this is worse than I thought. How on earth have Harper and her kid sister, Taylor been coping with this? It saddens me to witness what her mother has turned into. Once she was pretty with long, golden hair always held in a ponytail or with one of those wide headbands on her head, you know like a kind of hippie look going on.

That same voice that's been haunting me even in my sleep. As I turn my gaze towards that person's direction, she raises her eyebrows as she kicked me in the butt. "What took you so long, you brat." She's my older sister, Ebony Harriet Villegas. She owns this fabric shop called Harriet and supplies fabric to the famous fashion agency, Diamond. I don't know why, but the fabric they were supposed to use is missing, so my inconsiderate sister called me to take all the material in her shop to this place.

Allen said with a smirk, he was jealous and boiling in anger but he doesn't want to lose his anger so he is doing this when Harry started to get angry but he tries his best to cool down and told "yes, that bitch, she is your sister, right? no, no, she is not your sister, but she is like your sister, who you are a lost about but she loves me and she is under my hands, and I can do anything just like today" Allen was so angry as soon as hearing this, he didn't know what happened to Ava but he knows something bad happened to Ava as heard his voice, he was really angry but he can't lose his cool so he told: "yes, she is like my sister and I really like her but I didn't ask anything about her, ri

"Harley Worth. She is Natalie Heathrow" It was as if something banged in my head and it was resounding like a ringtone. "Harley is my sister?". I asked in a whisper. "I'm sorry, Natalya". "And my real name is Natalya?". He nodded in response. "Yes it is. Natalya Heathrow". "Dammit. Harley is my sister? Like my real sister?". "Your Twin sister". She was fucking telling me the whole truth that day. Everything that she had said was all the truth and just the truth.